Did You Know?
Perhaps, if death was a journey
and there can be some returning
Maybe not permanently
but some sneaky peaky
Into the realm of the living
Perhaps our dead beloved ones
Will come down at night -
at a time assigned only for meeting the dead
and in sacred secret places too
Known by only those who lost someone
Perhaps, I will meet my long-gone beloved,
tell tales of what has happened since they left,
remind them of the neighbour next door
and tell them how much I miss them
Perhaps, if death was kind
and will grant this wish of mine
and let me have short meetings
with the ones that have left my sight
but has remained in the heart
I would love to see the laughter of my late sister
While holding my late dad and mum too
In warm embrace
At the first meeting, I am sure
It would be tears flowing with no words
As emotions would spring to the fore
And I wouldn't want the morning to come
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
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